The worst part about being a tourist is eating like a tourist. I try really hard not to.
San Francisco’s foodie scene, like its politics, is the most progressive on the West coast. Last summer, I popped into SF for a week getaway with my boyfriend. Although we had no intentions of roughing it on this trip, the high cost of living in this city still meant sticking to a food budget, but still eating well, and eating like a local as much as possible. Since we couldn’t cook any meals in our hotel room without getting creative with the iron and coffee maker, it was 3 purchased-meals every day.